Afternoon,
Qin Feng had just finished lunch and returned to the transplant center's break room to take a nap.
The surgery for that firefighter, Hou Gang, was fully prepared, and the ICU had all-round monitoring to ensure his well-being, guaranteeing the skin graft surgery tomorrow.
Just as he was about to lie down, his phone rang.
Ring ring ring~
"What's up, Yitian?"
"Director Qin, could you come to the clinic? There's a patient looking for you, Director Wang Yue is also here."
On the phone, Zhao Yitian asked.
"Looking for me? Alright, I'll be right there."
Hearing this, Qin Feng was momentarily stunned but quickly agreed.
He got up, put on his white coat, and walked out of the break room, arriving at the general clinic shortly after.
"Director Qin."
Zhao Yitian saw him enter the consultation room and immediately stood up.
Qin Feng nodded, his gaze focused on the middle-aged man beside him.
"You are... Teacher Chen?!"
